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2026-07-25 03:15:13
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THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER The guard’s confession
I barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Pamela walking through the hallway in the middle of the night.One hand holding her phone and the other, a laptop.Why a laptop?The question refused to leave my mind.If all she wanted was to scroll through social media or send a few messages, her phone would have been enough.So why carry a laptop? The more I thought about it, the less sense everything made.I was still staring blankly out the bedroom window when my phone vibrated.I quickly picked it up.It was Mr. Jeffery.My heartbeat quickened.“Hello?”“Good morning, Miss Clare.” He said calmly.“Good morning.”“I hope I didn’t wake you.” He asked. “No.” “I’ve been awake.”There was a brief pause.“I’ve spoken to him.” He mumbled.“The security guard?” I asked. “Yes.”I immediately sat upright. “What did he say?”“I’d rather he tells you himself.”My pulse quickened. “Where?”“There is a small church compound about ten minutes from the Wilberg estate. I’ve asked him to meet u
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER An unexpected witness
I had never imagined heartbreak could feel so… quiet.When I left the café, I didn’t cry.Not because I was strong, but because I felt empty.The walk home seemed longer than usual. I couldn’t remember crossing the streets or greeting the neighbors who smiled at me. My feet moved on their own while my mind remained trapped inside that café.“Stay away from me. Stay away from my family.” Jason’s words echoed over and over in my head.The pain wasn’t that he had shouted at me.He hadn’t.The pain was that he had looked at me with disappointment.That hurt far more than anger ever could.By the time I reached our apartment building, my legs felt weak.I climbed the stairs slowly, using the railing for support.As soon as I unlocked the door, Mama appeared from the kitchen.“There you are.”She took one look at my face and her smile disappeared.“Clare…”I forced a smile but It didn’t work.She hurried toward me. “What happened?”I opened my mouth. No words came out.Instead, tears spille
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER The report
Three days.That was how long it took for the report to come back.Three painfully slow days.Three days of wondering whether Jason had already seen the results. Three days of waking up every morning hoping my phone would ring.And three days of absolute silence.It was beginning to drive me insane. I had barely finished helping Mom hang the laundry outside when my phone vibrated in my pocket.My heart skipped.It was Jason Wilberg.For a few seconds, I simply stared at his name.Then I answered. “…Hello?”His voice came almost immediately.“Clare.”There was something different about him.He sounded…Drained.“The report is back.”Every nerve in my body tightened.I swallowed. “What… what did it say?”A long silence followed.“I think we should meet.”My heart sank.The way he said it…It wasn’t good.“I’ll text you the address.”The call ended before I could ask another question.I stood frozen in the middle of the compound. Mom noticed my expression immediately.“What happened?”I fo
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER The phone
“There is something.”The words had barely left my mouth when a familiar voice interrupted from behind me.“Something you’d like to tell him?”Every muscle in my body stiffened. Jason’s eyes lifted from mine, and I slowly turned around.It was Pamela.She stood a few feet away from our table, dressed elegantly in a cream-colored dress and oversized sunglasses. A designer handbag rested on her shoulder, and although she wore a faint smile, her eyes were slightly swollen, as though she had been crying.For a long moment, none of us spoke.Jason was the first to break the silence.“Pamela?”She removed her sunglasses calmly.“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”His brows furrowed. “How did you know I was here?”Pamela tilted her head. “We share our locations, remember?”Jason’s expression changed.“Of course you forgot.” She scoffed.A heavy silence settled over the table. I suddenly wished I had never agreed to meet Jason.Pamela walked closer. “May I sit?”Neither of us answered. She
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER No longer my secret to keep
Sleep refused to come that night.I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling while the fan spun lazily above me.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the cream-colored envelope.Then Pamela’s face, then Mama’s voice repeating her message.“Tell Clare that we had a conversation one night. I’m hoping she’ll still keep it a secret. If Jason ever finds out, it’ll shatter our relationship.”I turned onto my side and buried my face in the pillow.Why?Why would Pamela go all the way to my mother’s workplace? Why didn’t she simply call me? Why the money?Why the pleading?None of it made sense. Unless…I suddenly sat upright. My heart began pounding so loudly that I could hear it.She wasn’t talking about the leaked pictures. She couldn’t have been.She was talking about that night in the garden. The night she had spoken about her boarding school. The night she had confessed things I never imagined hearing.The night she had made me promise to keep everything between us.A chill ran down my spine.
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER The envelope
The following day felt unusually quiet.After everything that had happened the previous evening, I woke up feeling as though I was carrying a secret too heavy for my shoulders.Jason and I had agreed not to tell anyone about the security footage.Not yet.Until he found out where Pamela had gone that night.Until he uncovered the whole truth.I kept reminding myself that justice took time. Even so, waiting was becoming unbearable.To distract myself, I spent the day doing little chores around the apartment.I swept the living room, did the laundry, and prepared lunch.Then curled up on the sofa with the novel Hilda had insisted I borrow.I had barely finished a chapter when the front door opened.“Mom?” I called out.She stepped inside, looking far more exhausted than usual.I immediately stood. “You’re back.”She forced a smile. “I am.”Something about her expression made me uneasy.She wasn’t her usual cheerful self. Instead, she looked… troubled.I walked over and took her handbag.
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER I’M NOT LEAVING
The dining room was so large that it could probably fit my entire apartment inside it.That thought crossed my mind as I arranged the last plate on the polished dining table.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting golden rays across the expensive furniture. Everything looked perfect.T
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER BREAKFAST
The smell of pancakes filled the kitchen as I flipped the last one onto a plate.I stepped back and admired my work.For someone who rarely cooked anything beyond instant noodles, the breakfast spread looked surprisingly impressive.There were pancakes, eggs, toast, bacon, and fresh orange juice ar
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER MUCH HARDER
My mouth opened, then closed, then opened again.For some reason, my brain had completely stopped working.The man standing before me was even more intimidating up close.His dark eyes remained fixed on me as though he was trying to figure out whether I belonged in the mansion or not.Judging by t
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER WHO ARE YOU?
I barely slept that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I found myself thinking about the phone call with Mr. Wilberg, the job, the mansion, the money, and the possibility of finally helping my mother.By the time sunlight filtered through my curtains the next morning, I was already awake.I spran
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